Black Blood

There was a chill in the air, footsteps raced behind him as he ran from the killer. One bullet in the chamber had to make it count. As he spun around, he shot. trembling in the fear he looked and saw in the empty alley not the killer that was behind him but just a puddle of liquid. He walked slowly to the small liquid saw dropletts leading away to the fire escape from the apartment just next to him. As he looked closer he knew it was the blood of the killer but it was no ordinary blood. The killers blood was... unusual, it was black. He stared at the puddle and thought to himself,

"come on Jared your losing your mind, there is no possible way this is Black Blood. There is no way! this is just a scary dream."

Jared then punched himself, and felt all of it.

"if this isnt a dream, then... How in the Hell can someones blood be black, its.. its.. Inhuman. There is no logical reason that this could be real. How? i need to find answers!"

he raced home to see if he could look on the Internet and see about anything about this Black blood.